Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 643: Snape’s rejection

In holiday life, everyone has their own way of living. Whether it is fast-paced excitement or slow-paced comfort, as long as you are satisfied with yourself, it is a valuable holiday.

Of course, this is based on the premise that life is full of surplus.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

In the depths of the old brick house that looked like a maze, knocking on the door reverberated in the narrow and cramped alley, breaking the oppressive silence.

After several consecutive days of rain, the temperature that should have entered summer has dropped to a freezing state again. In addition, this almost abandoned residential area is sparsely populated, and even wants to add a coat to it.

In the distance, a tall chimney thrusts straight into the sky, which is quite abrupt in the generally low brick room. The sewage in the river in the distance experienced several days of showers, and the smelly sludge churns up, quietly passing a disgusting smell along the evening breeze.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom..."

The knock on the door is still going on, it seems that there is a meaning of swearing not to stop if you don't knock on the door. In such a messy place, I don't know why an unexpected guest suddenly came.

This is Spider's End Alley, an old place that is both dark and stale.

I don’t know how long it took, a dull male voice finally rang from inside the door, suddenly interrupting the seemingly never-ending knock on the door.

"Narcissa, go back! I no longer welcome the arrival of'guests' here."

The voice was indifferent, cold, and without any politeness in it, which bluntly expressed his attitude of rejection. The door did not open, not even a slit.

"Severus--" the person outside the door held the wooden door weakly and said, "Severus, open the door... Draco needs your help..."

Although she was wearing a beautiful cloak with a hood, she hid her entire face in the shadows. But the name that the door called her just now revealed her identity - this was Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mother who had just been found back some time ago.

Narcissa's faintly pleading words seemed to silence Snape behind the door panel a little. But a few seconds passed, but the wooden door remained unopened.

"What happened to him?" Snape asked in a deep voice across the door.

"Oh... he, he has been having nightmares all this time, I am worried that... you know... what terrible thing that person left him..."

It can be heard that Narcissa's voice is trembling, which is a manifestation of her gradually sinking into despair. The son suffered from unknown sufferings all night and all night in his sleep, which made her mother feel extremely heartbroken, wishing to replace the victim with herself.

"Then I should go to a therapist." After a short pause, Snape said immediately, "Don't say I am now a defense professor. Even before, my job was to teach a group at Hogwarts. Little kid, not treating patients in St. Mungo."

"No, Severus, I know what you are capable of..." Narcissa tried to persuade, but in a blink of an eye a grief came to her heart, and she couldn't help crying in her voice, "Severus , You have to help Draco...Remember? When he was at Hogwarts, Lucius gave you a lot..."

"Stop it!" Upon hearing this, Snape's voice suddenly increased a lot. "Narcissa, you know, I have brought too much to Lucius in the past few years. Convenience. When Voldemort was rampant, I was... Narcissa, I don’t want to say so clearly, you know those things in your heart..."

Although he didn't finish the sentence, the meaning of it couldn't be better understood.

Yes, when he was studying at Hogwarts, Lucius, as a senior, brought him a support for this impoverished mixed race, which made him live a good life in the lower grades. But all this also paved the way for his miserable life after Lucius graduated.

Seriously, until now, every fragment of those days is what he tried to abandon. Had it not been for the existence of Lily in the memory, he would have completely stripped those memories from his head and put them in a small test tube and sealed them forever.

"Oh..." Narcissa felt as if her heart was about to break, "Severus, save my poor child...Please help him..."

Narcissa couldn't hold back, and her heartache for her son and grievances for family depression came to her heart at the same time, and the tears in her red eyes suddenly couldn't stop flowing down.

"Bang, bang--"

She lay on the mottled wooden door with two erratic fists, then she slipped down the door as if she had lost her strength.

On the other side of the door, Snape stood there blankly, a pair of indifferent pupils faintly shining with complicated light.

He is a persistent and selfish man.

In the past, for an invisible and intangible love, he could grab all the chips that slipped in front of him, and the Malfoys were naturally one of them; but now, when Maca erased his share of love After the meaningless pursuit, his sister Tia became everything in his life.

He feels that life now is actually quite good-at Hogwarts, he can be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who he has been obsessed with since he was a student; in this home, he can enjoy it. I have never felt the warmth of my loved ones since I was a child.

Under this situation, a friendship with the Malfoy family who is heading for loneliness is obviously not what he needs for selfishness.

What's more, although Lucius was taken out of Azkaban by Maca, many people know that the connection between him and Voldemort cannot be cancelled. In the present and in the future, there won't be many people willing to get involved with the Malfoy family.

With Severus Snape's shrewdness, naturally he would not do the kind of thankless things.

"You...who are you?"

Just as Snape used silence instead of answering, trying to make Narcissa know the difficulties and leave, a soft female voice suddenly sounded behind Narcissa. There was a little surprise in the voice, but more confusion and anxiety.

When Narcissa looked back abruptly and stared at the young woman not far behind her, accompanied by a soft "creak", the wooden door that seemed impossible to open in this life turned out to be like this Turned on.

"Please let me..."

Snape seemed quite polite in his words, but he was somewhat impatient in his actions. With a slight stroke, Narcissa took a half step back, and he walked sideways by himself.

"Tia," Snape grabbed the sister who was still in a state of confusion, dragged her and walked quickly towards the door, "Is it enough for today? It's time to go home..."

"Wait, wait—""Boom."

Almost immediately after the reaction, Narcissa reached out to hold the wooden door, her hand was pinched by the door panel that closed quickly. To be honest, the force Snape used to close the door was really not light, and Narcissa immediately squatted on the ground, clutching the fingers of her right hand.

This door was not closed after all, although the price of preventing it from closing seems to be too great.

"Sever...Russ..." Narcissa gritted her teeth, not letting herself exhale in pain, "Please, please help Draco take a look... I can't just watch my child. Just keep on suffering..."

Snape turned around, lowered his head slightly, frowning tightly. After a few seconds of pause, his hand reached the doorknob again, obviously he wanted to close the door again.

But this time, his hand was only half-stretched, and he was caught in his arms.

"...What happened to her...her child?" It was Tia who was talking. Although her expression was still cowardly, her life in Spider's Alley at least made her face strangers. Someone said a few complete words, "Severus, can you help her? We should help people instead of shutting out trouble."

These words of hers really came from the heart, and were transformed by her own personal experience. Had she not been taken to the Old Black House and had received help from many people, mainly Mrs. Weasley, now she would never have had such a safe life-she was always stunned, cowering, and even Found Snape's only surviving relative in the world.

This made her understand that to send warmth to those in need, which is also the meaning of life.

"Tsk..." Snape smacked his tongue lightly and said impatiently, "Where did you hear this meaningless truth?"

"Yes, it's Mrs. Weasley and the others. They made me understand..." Facing Snape's habitual indifference and intolerance~IndoMTL.com~Tia still seemed a little hard to cope with, but She still whispered, "You know, they have helped me a lot... and... well, and Mr. McLean, he is always helpful."

"Hmph," Snape snorted softly, automatically ignoring the last name, "Weasley? I should have guessed it, and only their family would meet. Everyone was enthusiastic like a fool. ..."

Of course, he obviously missed another point by passing it along—the Weasleys never gave him a good face when they saw him, and it was the same when they saw Narcissa and Lucius.

But after these contemptuous words, Snape never reached out to close the door, but suddenly turned around and walked into the house.

"Narcissa, come in and say--" He said coldly, "Bring the door shut by the way."

Narcissa didn't know who the young woman was helping to speak, but seeing that Tia was able to talk next to the stubborn Snape, she immediately took off her hood and wiped the tears on her face. Gently nodded at Tia to thank you.

Soon, with another creak, the wooden door finally closed again.